This is a song about "Eating contest"

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

I'm an animal so don't contest / shoot lyrics at your chest vest

Think you can diss the best you are loosing this contest

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

Can't contest so he go leave to harvest

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

My conquest keeps me dissin, this shit just isn't a contest

There ain't no stopping this, it is no contest

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

Whenever i try to contest people, they say i'm the best,

It's not even a contest like exhibition game/

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

Top dawg eating luxury pedigree

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money